"Please spare me!"
The angelic sword clattered to the ground, and Qian Renxue knelt down, her head slamming into the earth.
now,
It wasn't just the angel's holy sword that resonated powerfully.
There is also the dignity of a monarch.
Wow!!!
An uproar ensued!
The people of Tiandou were all horrified. Salas stood up angrily, his face filled with horror, completely losing his composure.
Ning Fengzhi had a faint smile on his lips.
"His Majesty!"
"why is that?"
A grief-stricken general disregarded the rules of the competition and rushed onto the stage, his eyes red with anger as he questioned the situation.
From the glory of the nation,
To the shame of the nation
Qian Renxue only took a few minutes.
"Step back!"
Qian Renxue shouted coldly, unleashing the power of a Soul Emperor that sent the general flying.
"Serpent's spear, porcupinefish!"
"Anyone who dares to return to power will die!"
The emperor gave the order again, and two titled Douluo stood guard on the platform with complicated expressions.
In just a few breaths,
The expressions of the people of the Heavenly Dou Empire changed repeatedly; almost simultaneously, everyone lowered their heads.
Although they didn't understand,
But they also didn't want to see the emperor kneel down and beg for mercy without even fighting.
"Emperor Xue Qinghe is..."
Some people from the Star Luo Empire suddenly realized what was happening, but instead of gloating, they felt a chill run down their spines, experiencing a sense of sorrow akin to the plight of a rabbit mourning the death of a fox.
The Heavenly Dou Emperor, who rivaled their Star Luo Empire,
Kneeling on the stage,
The people of Tiandou bowed their heads, unable to bear the sight. Even as an enemy nation, they could not feel happy about such a scene.
Those from the Spirit Hall who knew Qian Renxue's true identity were now consumed by hatred.
"Bold thief!"
On the high platform, Platinum Bishop Salas roared, his eight spirit rings flashing, and he personally charged down!
"Salas, halt!"
Stopping him were two titled Douluo from their own side, Serpent Spear and Porcupine.
The two knew Tang Yi was terrifying.
Knowing that Qian Renxue had already accepted the Angel God's test, and since Qian Renxue had already given in, the outcome was obvious.
They lost!
A humiliating defeat! We must beg for the enemy's mercy!
"Why?!"
Salas, his eyes bloodshot, roared in bewilderment.
What a disgrace!
He couldn't understand why the two elders could remain indifferent and watch all of this happen.
"Sigh, defeat is defeat..."
Serpent Spear sighed.
"If you don't want to kill the young master, you'd better get back now."
The pufferfish, on the other hand, speaks without any politeness.
Faced with two Title Douluos, even in his fury, Salas was helpless and could only reluctantly sit back down.
Salas was a shrewd old man; he wouldn't have lost his composure if things hadn't been so sudden, absurd, and shameful.
...
"Spare you?"
Tang Yi's expression was somewhat strange. He hadn't expected that Qian Renxue would still remember that sword strike, and that she would beg for mercy in order to save her life.
It seems my sword strike left a deep impression on her.
"Yes, please spare me..."
Qian Renxue nearly ground her teeth to powder, but...
This environment, however, stirred a strange feeling within her.
An unusual sense of stimulation,
As the ruler of a country, she was forced to kneel before the man she loved in front of an unsuspecting populace, and was severely humiliated...
For some reason, a strange, tingling sensation arose within Qian Renxue, making her body tingle and her bones feel drained of strength.
"Get out of here."
Tang Yi seems a bit like someone from the BDSM community...
Thump thump thump—
Qian Renxue obeyed the order and rolled down the slope, covering her head.
"Preliminary Round, Match 1, winner: Tianhao Academy!"
The narrator's trembling voice pulled everyone back to reality; the crowd was still in a daze.
So hasty!
His Majesty the Emperor, on whom they placed high hopes, believing he could reach the finals and win the championship, was defeated in the very first match!
And the defeat was so humiliating!
Defeat without a fight!
How could people with lofty ideals not be indignant?
"A tyrannical ruler!!"
This was the first voice, and also the fuse.
"A tyrannical ruler!"
"A tyrannical ruler!"
In just a few breaths, the crowd that had just been shouting "Long live His Majesty the Emperor" began to curse.
Despite Qian Renxue's brutal and oppressive policies over the past two years, which have subjugated the people in fear,
But, with such a humiliating disgrace before them,
People couldn't hold back any longer; even if they were killed by the shameful false emperor, they would still curse him!
national humiliation!
"A tyrannical ruler! A tyrannical ruler! A tyrannical ruler!"
The cursing was deafening.
Qian Renxue bit her lip and disappeared instantly after leaving the arena.
"Brother, what's the emperor's situation?"
Tang Yi returned to the preparation area.
Tang San, Bai Chenxiang, and the others immediately surrounded them, excitedly shouting.
They were still wondering how Qian Renxue would lose.
I didn't expect everyone to be wrong. They surrendered before even fighting and were completely defeated!
"She is quite clever."
"Lingling and I used the Martial Soul Fusion Technique, the Sword of Judgment of the Three Realms. In that instant, more than 10 gods intervened to protect everyone present."
"Qian Renxue was among them."
"But unlike the uninformed public, she felt the sword strike and the terror."
"So she begged for mercy and gave up resisting."
Tang Yi wanted to say that he didn't intend to kill Qian Renxue, he was just playing around, but he didn't expect Qian Renxue to be so terrified.
Is the Sword of Judgment of the Three Realms really that terrifying?
"hiss...!!!"
Tang Yi spoke calmly, but everyone present gasped in shock.
More than 10 deities intervened to protect the scene!
What kind of attack is this?!
"call..."
Tang San breathed a sigh of relief, his doubts dispelled, replaced by understanding. He felt sorry for Qian Renxue.
If it were him, he probably would have done the same!
Like Qian Renxue, he probably can't muster any fighting spirit!
"Brother, that's way too much!"
"Don't you feel that Douluo Continent is too restrictive?"
"Why are you still holed up in Douluo Continent?"
"They should have ascended to the realm of gods long ago!"
Bai Chenxiang murmured somewhat blankly.
Without exaggeration,
For Tang Yi, Douluo Continent was like a fish tank; this world was far too small! He was even afraid of breaking the fish tank if he turned over!
They also underwent this divine test.
But their actual combat strength is definitely no more than level 20 in Soul Power.
Tang Yi, on the other hand, is terrifying—a first-level god with level 80 soul power!
"Because Douluo Continent lacks a sun."
Tang Yi chuckled.
"You guys go ahead with the next match. Call me when you get to Wuhun City."
After saying that, Tang Yi put his arm around Ye Lingling and disappeared from the scene.
After ravaging Qian Renxue, he lost interest in the preliminary rounds.
...
After Tang Yi left, Ji Xiang appeared as the main force, and his exaggerated soul power level and soul ring configuration once again caused an uproar.
People then realized that Tianhao Academy was no ordinary institution!
Two consecutive seven-game winning streaks,
Next came the complete surrender and abandonment of the enemy.
Ji Xiang, the fish-fryer, made it through the preliminary rounds all by himself.
If it weren't for the previous controversy involving Qian Renxue and Tang Yi, he would undoubtedly have been the most dazzling star in every Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament.
However, his brilliance was destined to be overshadowed by Tang Yi; before the radiant sun, the stars paled in comparison.
Rumors about Tang Yi quickly spread.
Some speculate that he is a Soul Saint, some speculate that he is a transformed Soul Beast, and some speculate that he is the young sect master of the Clear Sky Sect...
The Heavenly Emperor was eliminated in the first round...
Such a figure is truly legendary; even if he no longer makes public appearances, he remains a focus of public attention.